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Raven. After Sadie left my room, I got up, showered, and got dressed. I usually take a few minutes in the morning to just meditate. It helps me channel and anchor my powers. This is something that my mother taught me since I was a little girl. Once I was done with that, I checked on Aspen. She was still asleep, with Martha curled up on the sofa opposite the bed. Today I didn’t plan on much except visiting my mother’s grave. It’s been so long, and I miss her so much. Before Sadie and I fled, I used to go and visit her at least once a week. It helped me feel closer to her, even though she was no longer around. “Morning,” a cook says when I walk into the kitchen. “What can I get you for breakfast?" I stare at her. A smile was plastered on her face as she looked at me expectantly. She see

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